When I was a young Jewish boyI had a shay getz cousinWho asked me why on HanukkahOf gifts I get a dozenAlthough he was a kibitzerHe wore a worried faceI said, hey I'm no big shot hereI only get but eightOne for every nightThe festival of lightsLatkes on the plateAnd presents numbering eightI'm farputst for HanukkahShalom and zay gezuntChildren spin the dreidelWhile the grown-ups have a shtupThey tried to burn our temple downBut then we took it backJudah and the MaccabeesThe oil that had to lastThe oil that burned for eight long daysWe show with our menorahTo Antiochis we were slavesWhat a moyshe kapoyerHanukkah means literallyOur proud rededicationSo grab a seat and have a noshEnjoy the celebration!I'm farputst for HanukkahShalom and zay gezuntChildren spin the dreidelWhile the grown-ups have a shtupThey tried to burn our temple downBut then we took it backJudah and the MaccabeesThe oil that had to lastHey!I'm farputst for HanukkahShalom and zay gezuntChildren spin the dreidelWhile the grown-ups have a shtupThey tried to burn our temple downBut then we took it backJudah and the MaccabeesThe oil that had to lastHey!!I'm farputst for HanukkahShalom and zay gezuntChildren spin the dreidelWhile the grown-ups have a shtupThey tried to burn our temple downBut then we took it backJudah and the MaccabeesThe oil that had to lastOhJudah and the MaccabeesThe oil that had to last